the cowboys

The desert heat still clung to the walls as Alejandro crossed the main entrance of the base. Beside him advanced the members of Task Force 141: the imposing Captain John Price at the front, followed by the silent Lieutenant Ghost, the ever-vigilant Soap, and the resolute Gaz. A few steps behind came the KORTAC delegation: König with his imposing stature, Krueger moving like a shadow, Horangi with his feline bearing, and the imposing figures of Velikan, Nikto, Oni and Roze, forming a group as varied as it was fearsome.

Alejandro led everyone through the corridors to the base's enormous workshop, where the music blared loudly. Among tools, open engines, and laughter, were the men of Los Vaqueros: Captain Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra arguing with Chuy, Velásquez inspecting a rifle, Rodrigues cleaning parts on a table, and Chucho joking with other soldiers.

And among them all, there was you, the only woman and leader of the team. You had earned the respect of each one not out of obligation, but through the camaraderie, courage, and quiet strength that you always exuded.

The moment Alejandro crossed the threshold, the music continued to blare; even so, his whistle cut through the air like a gunshot. Several heads turned immediately.

"Cowboys!" Alejandro proclaimed in a firm voice. "Pay attention, we have guests."